The Secret History of Mars.

Chapter 2 Luo Tang Tsing Yi Pavilion

The car turned a corner and drove from the main road to a one-way alley, and stopped in front of a courtyard house.

"Mr. Yuan, please get out of the car first. I'll go ahead and look for a parking lot." After getting off the car, Du Ming said while opening the door for Yuan Yizhou.

Yuan Yizhou looked up and saw "Luotang Tsingyi Pavilion" written melodiously in regular script on the plaque hanging on the gate of the courtyard.This should be Cui Xingmeng's favorite cheongsam designer Fei Yu's shop.

Yuan Yizhou casually stepped into the gate, and within a few steps, he saw Fei Yu coming out from the main room alone.

"Mr. Yuan, I'm finally looking forward to you!" Fei Yu's extraordinary enthusiasm made Yuan Yizhou suspect that he is the legendary world-weary genius in the design world who refuses people thousands of miles away. It is said that the entire "Luotang Tsingyi" Fei Yu was the only aunt who came to clean.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fei, to keep you waiting," Yuan Yizhou greeted politely, "After Xingmeng's accident, I'm really devastated, and today I'm going to stop by to visit, so I'll make sure to come and apologize someday."

"Look at what you said, if you are willing to visit my humble house in person, you will already be flourishing."

"Mr. Fei, speaking of which, I have asked the secretary to transfer the balance to you. Why do you insist on me picking up the dress myself?"

"Mr. Yuan, I have some things here that you may be more interested in. You should see them yourself."

During the conversation between the two, Fei Yu had already led Yuan Yizhou to the East Wing. From the courtyard, he could see the carved gallery and painted columns, and the antique Wing. Opening the door, it was a high-tech layout comparable to Yuan Yizhou's identification laboratory.A row of UR robotic arms along the window is cutting fabrics of various colors in an orderly manner. Several 3D printers placed against the wall are crafting various models, and the computer-controlled sewing system is running precisely and rapidly.Following Fei Yu, Yuan Yizhou came to the inner room, which looked like Fei Yu's personal studio, Nuo Da's touch-screen workbench displayed various clothing samples and some design drafts.

Fei Yu took out a box from under the workbench, which contained a lot of fabric color samples.He rummaged through it for a while, and took out a dense bag from the bottom of the box, which contained several pieces of silver cloth, and handed it to Yuan Yizhou.

"Do you recognize this?"

"The cheongsam fabric that Xingmeng wore on the day he disappeared!" Yuan Yizhou blurted out without thinking, he had already engraved that picture in his mind.

"What else?" Fei Yu didn't seem to think that Yuan Yizhou's answer was on point.

"Lin Qinghe also wore clothes made of this material on the day of the auction." Yuan Yizhou replied after expanding his brain image.

"Mr. Yuan, apart from women, you don't have anything else on your mind?" Fei Yu revealed his rebellious side, and said impatiently, "You are also a top appraiser in the field of cultural relics appraisal, so you didn't look at it." What's different about this fabric?"

When Fei Yu was so excited, Yuan Yizhou took the cloth out of the dense bag and began to rub it carefully in his hands.

"It's alive?!" Yuan Yizhou exclaimed.

"I've been a fashion designer for so many years, and I haven't seen any material, but this piece of fabric, or something I don't know what it is, makes me completely clueless." The question was clear, "You are an expert in the field of ancient cultural relic identification, have you seen similar materials?"

"It has no resistance to the touch, not because the surface is smooth, but because the fibers will actively deform with the pressure of my fingers!" Yuan Yizhou lifted the fabric to his eyes, watching it gently wrap around his fingers like a flowing cloud tip.

"Do you think this is human-made? Or some kind of natural ingredients?" Fei Yu asked.

"It can't be man-made. The various memory materials currently developed by humans can at most deform under stress and remain for a period of time. This cloth seems to contain some kind of intelligence, which can predict and respond to the magnitude and direction of external forces."

"So it's not natural?" Fei Yu became more and more confused.

"Where did you get this fabric, and how did you use it to make a cheongsam for Xingmeng?" Yuan Yizhou suddenly came to his senses, thinking of the main purpose of this visit.

"It was sent by Miemeng Gallery, saying that their gallery recently got a rare fabric. Mr. Ye wants to make a few sets of clothes, and the rest will be given to me."

"Ye Qinghe?!" Yuan Yizhou's temples jumped suddenly.

"It's her. A few sets of clothes don't use so much fabric, and I was fascinated by the feeling of tailoring it, so I recommended it to several VIP customers of mine, and Ms. Cui is one of them." Fei Yu's obsession with clothes has already Deep into the bone marrow.

"How does it feel to cut it?" Yuan Yizhou repeated.

"Yes, try it." Fei Yu handed over a pair of scissors commonly used by traditional tailors. The sharp blades and thick grip make people want to use them to cut things.

Yuan Yizhou took the scissors and cut the fabric in his hand without any damage!Instead of avoiding the sharp edges of the scissors as they avoid the hands, the fibers remain in their original shape without any deformation, not even scratches.

"It's amazing strength!" Yuan Yizhou praised, "Are you fascinated by this feeling of not being able to cut?" With a slightly teasing tone, Yuan Yizhou glanced at Fei Yu.

"You try this again." Fei Yu didn't care about Yuan Yizhou's tone, and handed him a tool like a paper cutter. When the "blade" is about one millimeter away from the fabric, the fabric will automatically open and it will be done in one go.

"This is not a paper cutter!" Yuan Yizhou murmured.

"Good eyesight, this knife was sent here together with the cloth. It is more accurate to say it is a water blade than a blade." Fei Yu explained, motioning Yuan Yizhou to take a closer look at the top of the tool with a faint blue light.

"Water blade?!" Yuan Yizhou held it up in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully like a cultural relic.The two ends of this "blade" are connected by a faintly visible line, because the line is very thin, and it is difficult to detect without looking carefully.Yuan Yizhou picked up a piece of manuscript paper from the workbench and touched the line. As a result, traces of liquid were left on the place where the line touched the paper. Other than that, there was no damage.

"Are you sure this liquid is water?" Yuan Yizhou asked.

"I'm not sure, I should be sure. If it's soaked in ordinary water, the fabric won't react. I just call it a water blade for example." Fei Yu explained embarrassedly.

"Can you give me some fabric? I'll take it back to the appraisal room and test some parameters carefully. If it's convenient, lend me this water blade knife to test it together."

"No problem, that's why I beg you to come in person." Fei Yu agreed without hesitation.

"By the way, Miemeng Gallery sent you a few pieces of this fabric. Are there any other colors besides this one?" Yuan Yizhou had a picture of Xingmeng and Ye Qinghe on the same stage in his mind. He was very sure that the colors of their clothes were different. .

"No, just this silver one." Fei Yu replied very positively.

After hearing this, Yuan Yizhou turned his attention to the material in his hand, and found that the color of the fabric did change a bit where his hand touched it. Not only the color, but also the softness was different from what he had just received. Change traits?

"Mr. Fei, do you have enough fabric left over to make a suit? Can you make a suit for me too? The style is random." Yuan Yizhou decided to go a step further and try it for himself.

"Enough is enough. When Mr. Yuan accompanied Ms. Cui to order a dress last time, I was so envious of your figure. If such a good hanger is willing to wear the clothes I made, life is a pleasure!" Fei Yu's clothes madness committed again. "Then you go to my measuring room to scan the size first."

The measurement room Fei Yu mentioned was in the West Wing. Yuan Yizhou followed Fei Yu through the courtyard. Although he knew that this place should not be seen from the outside, Yuan Yizhou was amazed by its high-tech layout as soon as he entered the West Wing.

The entire room is not filled with equipment like the East Wing. In the middle of the room, there is a platform. Surrounding the platform, there are countless detection arms on the ceiling, walls and ground, flashing red or green lights. .

"President Yuan, go and change into a tight-fitting scanning suit first, so that the size will be more accurate." Fei Yu pointed to the dressing room on the right.

After changing clothes, Yuan Yizhou has a good figure. His body has been self-disciplined and sweated profusely in the gym all year round. Apart from his strong and beautiful muscles, he has no trace of fat. inferior.Fei Yu said that he is a good hanger, really vulgar and accurate, a rare handsome man who looks thin when dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes.

After Yuan Yizhou stood on the scanning platform, the scanning heads started to work. About half an hour later, after the scanning was over, Yuan Yizhou changed back into his clothes and left the dressing room.

"How could this happen?!" Fei Yu stared at the monitor screen and muttered to himself.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yizhou walked behind him and looked at the [-]D scanned image of his body on the computer. Four large characters were boldly displayed in the upper right corner of the image: Exact match!

"What does this mean?" Yuan Yizhou asked puzzled.

"It's the first time you've scanned your body size here, right?" Fei Yu still looked thoughtful, "Why is there a customer with the exact same size as you in my database?"

"Exactly the same? What does this mean?" Yuan Yizhou was even more puzzled, and raised his voice, trying to draw Fei Yu into the conversation with himself.

"It's impossible. There are no leaves that are exactly the same in the world, let alone people with the same body size!" Fei Yu continued to chatter to himself, while operating the keyboard and mouse with both hands, as if searching from the database. What.Before Yuan Yizhou lost his patience, Fei Yu finally looked up at him.

"Mr. Yuan, your size is already in my database. I thought it was someone with the same figure as you. I checked the matching size data just now. It is your name."

"How is it possible? This is the first time I entered this room to scan the size. Before I came with Xingmeng, I drank tea in the main room and never stepped into this room." Yuan Yizhou understood Fei Yu's behavior just now, he I also feel a little weird.

"Have you ever done body scan modeling in other places before? Not just when customizing clothing, any occasion." Fei Yu asked.

"I don't have much requirements for what to wear. I will wear whatever Xingmeng buys. I have never had a similar scan before coming to your place." Yuan Yizhou replied.

"That's strange, why Luotang Tsingyi Pavilion has such a detailed personal file for you. This is a local area network, and it has never been opened to the public. I am the only one who knows the password. Could it be..."

"Could it be what?" Yuan Yizhou asked.

"Could it be that the previous team customized the batch input data?" Fei Yu started talking to himself and typing on the keyboard again, and Yuan Yizhou didn't bother him this time.After a while, Fei Yu exclaimed,
"I found it! How could it be her?!" He pushed the monitor screen in front of Yuan Yizhou, "Look for yourself!" In the notes on Yuan Yizhou's file page, a row of small characters suddenly jumped into Yuan Yizhou's eyes:

Order by Ye Qinghe from Miemeng Gallery!
(End of this chapter)